6. Let's understand

"Isn't it possible that Morrow fled when the soldiers were defeated?"

"This is his destination, isn't it? Where are you going to run away?"

"But I haven't heard anything since a while ago."

"That's right. This royal castle is too quiet. I don't see any signs of people at all. It has nothing to do with me cleaning up the soldiers from the beginning. That's why I'm sure it's like that."

"Then, really, the king and all his subjects are by Morrow..."

Celia had a terrified look on her face, but her steps were firm. She intends to protect her no matter what happens, but she has no absolutes about things. Let her protect herself as well as she can.

As soon as she broke down the heavy door and entered the throne room, she felt something was wrong. I feel like she broke something. At the same time, Celia disappeared from my side.

"Forced transfer?" She tries to find out where she was sent from the traces of the magic power used... What, it seems that she was simply moved outside the royal castle grounds. No problem then. If I had enough, I would be able to return on my own feet.

"Tasteful imitation of the transfer trap. Isn't it a little too elaborate for a throne from the sky?"

"Empty? No way... I'm here."

A luxurious chair for the king to sit on on the steps. The master was nowhere to be seen, instead a man was waiting beneath it. The skinny and nervous-looking guy was already in a fighting stance.

"Are you Morou?"

"Oh. Who are you?"

"Did you fly Celia because you wanted to make sure of that? As a former colleague of hers, you probably talked about it."

"Let me answer your question. No, it doesn't matter who you are at this time. But I will definitely reveal why I can use 'that power'."

"That power?"

"It's no use playing dumb. I could feel your extraordinary magical power even from here. It's definitely the same power as me!"

The wind blew violently inside the room. It's like magic. An artificial natural phenomenon that occurs when mana is obtained from magic essence or when mana is manipulated. The stronger the force, the stronger the wind. I can tell you that this wind power that makes my robe flap is pretty good.

"I see, it's certainly - this is the magic of Eidos. After all, you can use it too."

My ridiculous misunderstanding presented by Celia. The preconception that ``Eidos magic is well-known'' was overturned just now. I've taken several disciples and taught them the magic ABCs, but they were all children. I thought she wouldn't know the difference between normal magic and Eidos magic due to her childish ignorance, but even Celia, who is a professional magician (?), can't use Eidos magic, and doesn't even know about it. When it comes to ──.

"Eidos...?"

Yes, just like this man tilting his head, it seems common to not even know about the existence of the ideal realm Eidos in the first place. If not, Celia would react like that...hey.

"You don't know Eidos even though you use your powers… No, well, I just named it on my own, so maybe a different name is spreading now. I don't think so."

"What are you talking about?"

"That's why it's the ideal realm Eidos. The story of the source of magical power."

"I don't know what to say, but this world has a dual structure." Eidos envelops the Existential World Exis, but is invisible and untouchable. it's just there. What leaked out of Eidos, which is composed of magical power, is magic essence. It is the source of magical power used by humans. In other words, we usually generate magic again from the residue of magic. It's a lot of recycling.

You may wonder if it's possible to create magic again from the residue, but it's nothing. That's how much magic Eidos has. After all, there is nothing but genuine magic over there. There are living things and plants are growing. There are humans too. Only two. They are all magical. It might be a little confusing, but Eidos is such a world.

"So." If you say so far, you might be able to guess, but Eidos magic is magic that is activated by directly using the magic of Eidos. It does not require the process of absorbing and converting magic essence, which is normally indispensable, and by using the abundant magical power of Eidos, it becomes a degree of danger that is incomparable to normal magic. Naturally, it becomes easier to realize things that are difficult to achieve with normal magic.

More than that, the biggest feature is that the destructive power is also incomparable in proportion to the quality and quantity of magic power used.

"The ideal realm Eidos—is that where I am connected!?"

"It's connected. It's not a mistake, it's true that there is a link. But that's not all. Remember that every time you use Eidos magic, a hole opens in the world. A hole.

"I'm fine with your theory. Why are you so familiar with this power? Suddenly I'm interested in your true identity... I'll make you vomit everything!"

"nothing"

Stopping the soldiers and using Eidos magic—more precisely, using Eidos magic, but—was intended as a message to Morrow rather than as a necessity to defeat them. rice field.

"They'll probably be more cautious, but I thought it would make things clearer." In fact, it was true, but I let the opponent start the engine more than I expected.

"Well, anyway, fighting is essential..."

Without hesitation, he sent out dead soldiers (in the literal sense of the word) to eliminate the intruders. It was certain that this would happen if we reached the throne. Then I have one thing to do.

"Let me understand."

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When Idea expected her arrival ten minutes later, Celia rushed through the empty castle again from the main gate and returned to the throne room in less than half the time. But in the meantime, it was all over.

"You were quick, Celia. You are quick to act."

"That's my line," Celia thought. Morrow was kneeling at Idea's feet in the throne room, which apparently didn't look as bad as the damage in the previous corridor. Dogeza. It's no wonder that Celia couldn't believe her eyes before she was happy that Idea was safe.

"You won?"

"As you can see. Hey, Morrow."

When he spoke to me, his shoulders shook, and he didn't lift his head and returned it with his forehead rubbing against the floor.

"And, I didn't know that I could be the Primordial Witch, and I acted disrespectfully. I am truly, truly sorry...!"

"Idea is fine. … See, this is how it is. Before I named myself, I was still rebellious. As soon as I learned that I was called the Primordial Witch, this is it."

That's right, Celia thinks.

Whether she believes in the existence of the Primordial Witch or not, witch legends are literal legends, especially to wizards. It's not a story of bad luck that she is terrified just by the fact that the person himself is in front of her, but she is hostile without knowing it. Morrow was so frightened that Celia felt haunted by her own barbarity in bringing in her Primordial Witch to clear her doubts.

But even so, Morrow's attitude was a little strange. Even if you're scared, is it so far? I checked to see if Idea had caused him such a terrible experience, but he didn't have any noticeable injuries. On the contrary, his clothes are almost undisturbed. If you fought hard and lost, then you can't go on like this... Celia shook her head as she remembered the fierce magic that made her soldiers disappear in an instant.

In response, Idea nodded.

"Some people become timid and timid when they are outnumbered, but this guy isn't that type, is he?"

"As far as I know, he's rather confident."

"Certainly, it was like that at first. ──Hey Morrow. Could it be that you have some kind of connection with me? Not today, but a long time ago. For example, when you were still a baby. to"

Idea's words sounded very strange to Celia. It was a specific question, and it was a question with a gentle tone that made it sound like you were talking to a baby. It was a question that could not be asked without some kind of certainty.

Morrow lifted his head from his kneeling posture. It is full of joy. Celia, who had never seen him like that while working as a colleague, was stunned.

"Oh, did you remember the Primordial Witch! About me and my mother..."

"Is that so? You're the dying baby from that time."

"Yes, I am Morrow who was saved by you."

"Ah, sorry, I didn't remember the name.

"Please don't apologize for such things, Primordial Witch-sama! Just because you didn't forget your mother, I...!"

Morrow, who was overwhelmed with tears on the corners of his eyes, and Idea, who tried to make him stand with a wry smile. Looking at it from the side, Celia couldn't quite catch up with her understanding.